The summer holidays were now in full effect, exams were over for better or worse, and it was time to relax.
I was missing seeing Abi; the messages had dried up a little as she was working part-time for her dad.
Then one lunchtime, I received a message: "Hiya, I've taken the afternoon off; wanna come over? I need your opinion on something ;)"
I jumped in the car and drove over straight away, parking around the corner to not draw attention to myself.
She answered the door with a big smile on her face, wearing a strappy top, her toned midriff on full show, and tight denim shorts.
"Let's go up to my bedroom," she said, leading me by the hand upstairs.
"Make yourself comfortable; the show is about to start..." she said mysteriously.
She disappeared into her en-suite bathroom and shut the door. My excitement was palpable as I waited for her to reappear. The door opened a crack, and she poked her head out.
"Abi's summer bikini collection fashion show is about to begin; enjoy the show..." she announced grandly.
The door opened fully, and Abi walked out wearing a bright orange bikini.
My mouth dropped open. She looked amazing, like a model. She twirled to give an all-round view. The fabric was tight, holding her magnificent breasts together like a Wonderbra. Her toned stomach and abs were on full display. She spun around a second time, and I took in her beautiful legs and her pert ass.
"You like this one?" she asked.
"Oh yeah, I think you'd find it hard to find anything that didn't look good on you," I said honestly.
She blushed slightly and walked over to me. "Well, Sir, I have a few more to show you; don't go anywhere," she said before turning and going back into the bathroom, glancing over her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I'm staying right here," I called back, starting to get rather aroused.
I looked around the bedroom, at the light purple painted walls with photos everywhere, a dressing table, a chest of drawers, huge mirrored wardrobes, and the double bed against the wall I was sitting on.
She reappeared again, wearing a beautiful white bikini with purple and pink flowers on it, dancing around the room, her breasts jiggling about, and I wondered where this was going.
Next up was a bright green bikini and thong. As she came close, I caressed and gently squeezed her ass, which was hot to the touch and firm as anything.
She stepped away from me, looking over her shoulder as I lusted after her ass, then returned a minute later wearing a bright purple bikini and thong.
"Oh wow," I involuntarily said, "You look stunning, Abi."
"Thank you, Sir," she purred, "Just one more; hopefully I've saved the best until last..."
I waited patiently, her shadow being cast on the wall from the strong sunlight shining in through the bathroom window.
She was right; she had saved the best until the last. A bright red bikini and bottoms accentuated her figure.
"You could be a model, you know," I said honestly, "And I mean that; you really could. You are the most beautiful, stunning woman I've seen in my life," I gushed.
"Well, Sir, aren't you lucky to have me? Now, the show is over now, but the fun isn't. Take your clothes off and put this blindfold on," she said with a wicked smile on her face.
"Kinky," I remarked, but I did as I was told, stripped naked, and put the blindfold on.
I heard her walk away and then return not long after. I felt the warmth of her body close to me, then her hands on my chest and shoulders.
"You are not allowed to touch me," she said, "Not until I say so, ok?"
I nodded, already incredibly turned on, my hard cock standing upright, pointing at the ceiling.
She pushed me back onto the bed and lifted my legs up so I was lying flat on my back.
The pitch blackness of the blindfold enhanced my other senses as I wondered what was going to happen next.
I could feel her breath on my neck and her hair tickling my chest.
She started to kiss me, then moved down to kiss my neck, my chest, and then my twitching cock. I felt the wetness of her tongue, tracing around the tip of my cock.
"Oh, Abi, that feels really good," I murmured.
Suddenly I felt the head of my cock wrapped in the wetness of her mouth, and she slowly started to suck me.
I could hear her wet sounds of fingering herself; I pictured her sliding her fingers over her clit and inside herself.
Suddenly she stopped sucking my cock and moved to straddle me. I felt her legs on either side of my hips and, once again, the gentle tickle of her hair on my chest.
Her hand took hold of my cock, and I felt wetness on the tip, but this time her moan of pleasure and her legs on either side told me she was using my cock to masturbate. I was rock-hard as she slid along it, using her own juices as a lubricant.
"I want to touch you," I pleaded, struggling to keep my hands to myself.
"Not yet," she said, grabbing and holding my wrists down, "I'm going to cum using your cock."
I lay there, pushing my hips up to make better contact with her clit.
"Good boy," she purred, "Oh Fuck yes," she moaned, her breathing becoming quicker and shorter, and then, "HOLY FUCK, I'm cumming!" she almost shouted, and then I felt her shuddering as she climaxed hard.
She flopped down on top of me, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around her.
She propped herself up and kissed me. "I said no touching." Then she shifted her hips, and I felt her hand grab my cock, and then I felt the hot, tight wetness of her pussy sliding down onto my cock.
"Oh God, Abi, you feel sensational," I whispered as her slick, tight pussy swallowed up my straining cock.
Suddenly, she took my blindfold off, and I blinked as my eyes adjusted to the light.
Abi pulled a white sheet over us, wrapping us tightly, her breasts squashed against my chest, and slowly slid up and down my cock.
She kissed me gently, never stopping her gentle movements up and down, lifting her hips up until only the tip of my cock was inside her, then sliding back down again slowly until our hips met.
"We're going to take this nice and slow," she whispered, "I want it to last and don't want you getting carried away."
I reached for her ass and gently squeezed it, then began caressing her back.
"Yes, just like that, nice and gentle," she praised.
She raised her hips again and slid up my cock, making circular motions with her hips when she reached the tip, then slid back down again. It felt amazing and extremely sensual.
I held her in my arms, our bodies bound together, as we slowly made love. In that moment, I felt life was perfect; I never wanted this to end.
We continued to kiss, Abi's hips slowly rising and falling, her pussy around my cock, edging me closer to ecstasy.
I suddenly rolled her over onto her back.
"Hey, don't get carried away now," she said.
Our bodies pressed together tightly, I kissed her slowly and softly, and at the same time, gently raised my hips up, sliding my cock out of her pussy, then slid it back in again.
"Oh, Sir, that feels so good..." she sighed, her eyes closing as I kissed her neck and then her lips as I pushed my cock deep inside her.
I could feel her lift her hips up and grind herself on me; she reached out and grabbed my ass, pulling me as deep as I could go.
After a few minutes, I rolled over onto my back. Abi sat up, the white sheet slipping off her shoulders.
She rested her hands on my chest, slowly lifting herself up, sliding her pussy up the length of my cock. She bent forward to kiss me, and my hands caressed her breasts, her nipples like stones in between my fingers.
Her eyes were closed, but I could feel her quivering. She leaned back and sank back down onto my cock. Over and over again, she did this, and I am almost at the point of no return.
"Oh God, Abi, I'm going to cum. Cum with me," I whispered.
Abi ground her clit on me, holding my cock deep inside her.
"Oh God, Sir, don't hold back; I'm going to cum too!" she said, panting.
We reached our orgasms simultaneously; my balls flooded her pussy with my cum, her pussy squeezing my cock, milking every drop from me, the bed shaking with our passion.
Abi collapsed onto me, her head on my chest.
"Holy shit, that felt intense," she said as I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her forehead.
We lay there still wrapped in the sheet for a few minutes recovering, then Abi raised herself up to look at me.
"What's the matter, Abi darling?" I asked as I saw tears streaming down her face.
"What is it, Abi? What's wrong?" I insisted on holding her close.
"This is it, isn't it? I won't see you again. I'm going away on Saturday for 3 weeks, and then when I get back, I'm off to London until Christmas," she said quietly.
I hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead again, took a deep breath, and prepared myself to say the right thing, even if it was what neither of us wanted at that moment.
"Let's be thankful for what we've had together. You don't want to be stuck with an old bastard like me; you need to go to London and throw yourself into uni, meet all those great like-minded people, have fun, and learn as much as you can."
"I need you one more time, please, Sir," Abi pleaded, as I felt her hands reaching for my cock.
I raised her chin up and kissed her tenderly, stroking her tears away and caressing her face, then rolled her over so I was on top of her.
My right hand slowly moved down to between her open legs, and I stroked her thigh before sliding a finger inside her.
She was still soaking from my cum, and I gently caressed her clit with my thumb whilst fingering her, kissing her for the last time.
"I need you inside me, Sir, please," she begged.
I moved my hips between her legs; her hand guided me in, and I slid my hard cock inside her again.
"Fuck me as hard as you can," she pleaded.
I started to pound her, my hips raising up and slamming into hers, the bed shaking and the headboard banging against the wall as I fucked her hard.
I felt her hands on my back, her nails digging into my skin as I continued to fuck her hard, her pussy squelching with wetness as my cock slid in and out.
"Ohhhh Godddd, Sir, cum inside me," Abi sighed in my ear.
I reached the point of no return and shot my load inside her again for the second time in 15 minutes.
I rolled off her, and we spooned in bed, with my arms around her.
She turned to me and said, "Thank you, Sir."
Suddenly, we heard a noise downstairs that sounded like a door closing.
We both froze, and Abi turned her head to look at me. I could see real fear in her eyes.
We heard footsteps on the stairs, gradually getting louder, then a knock at the door.
"Abi?" a loud voice said just outside the door.
"Hi, Dad," she replied after a brief pause, "What's up?"
"I didn't let you have the afternoon off for you to spend it watching TV, texting your friends or whatever it is you are doing in there. You need to sort out your accommodation for September, so get to it."
"On it, Dad," she said submissively.
Footsteps sounded again, fading away, and I started to wonder how the hell I was going to get out of the house alive.
The End
